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duffle bag - trilly lyrics

duffle bag lyrics
whip it up
i got a duffle bag in my back seat
stick ‘em up
know ima slide before you slat me
drip it up
i had a patek ‘for i bought a house
cut it up
trap n*ggas know just what i’m talking ’bout
baby
i can’t trust you cause you playing games
f*cking with my gang then we taking aim
baby
can’t hear a hater when i’m switching lanes
f*cking with a big dawg
so it’s not the same
hit em myself no co*d
d*ck so dope, she od
did it the best, kobe
& n*ggas ain’t check on me
but i am cool lonely
i got a cooler on me
i got a heater on me
chrome heart and brioni
n*gga it’s your fault if you know my name
i got a cold heart but you ‘gon feel my pain
block was super hot but we ‘gon make it rain
wishing they was in the pic cause of my carti frames
match that, match that, in the back of the trap trap
pass that if she whack, ima pass back
i was leaning off the ack & the za pack
lil n*gga we strapped like mad max
he was cooking up raw, anthrax
you was f*cking with the law, you a d*mn rat
when you see us at the top cause we planned that
yeah we planned that n*gga aye

whip it up
i got a duffle bag in my back seat
stick ‘em up
know ima slide before you slat me
drip it up
i had a patek ‘for i bought a house
cut it up
trap n*ggas know just what i’m talking ’bout
baby
i can’t trust you cause you playing games
f*cking with my gang then we taking aim
baby
can’t hear a hater when i’m switching lanes
f*cking with a big dawg
so it’s not the same
aye
aye
f*cking with a big dawg
i’m in your city with sticks yup
i never lack never slip up
oooh
only got one life
but when you lit then you live twice
always on time cause my wrist bright
oooh
fly your b*tch out, that’s sneaky
want me to lose, can’t beat me
i k!ll that song, creepy, sleepy
rest in peace, in pieces
pop a whole pill, you need it
don’t be weak, it’s the weekend
even out the odds in the evening
& you know my team play defense
you know my team play offense
i was f*cking on your b*tch real often
she loving my pics, i’m awesome
i get in my groove, you lost ’em
get in my bop, be cautious
stay in your lane, we lawless
stop drinking lean but i’m saucy
i just popped 3 & i’m nauseous
whip it up
i got a duffle bag in my back seat
stick ‘em up
know ima slide before you slat me
drip it up
i had a patek ‘for i bought a house
cut it up
trap n*ggas know just what i’m talking ’bout
baby
i can’t trust you cause you playing games
f*cking with my gang then we taking aim
baby
can’t hear a hater when i’m switching lanes
f*cking with a big dawg
so it’s not the same

- trilly lyrics

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